This is a song about "Drugs money sakki the cop killa"

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

I won't bow down to crowns now, i carry the cop defiance,

Noose around the neck and all, robo-cop has wronged you all,

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

The dangerous imagery of ghetto thugs, heavy drugs,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Money drugs and women seem to be the only the the radio can play! (*white noise sound*)

Shoot a cop in the head and get 15 high fives

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

I’m the king of rock

Gettin caught by the cop